Day 2: Chataugay State Forest, NY to Brent, Ontario

Route: 315mi

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The night was cool but not uncomfortable. I knocked my head on the sidecase a few times to a good chuckle. We were up around 7 and on the road by 7:30 to get coffee and donuts at the first gas station we came across.

Beard checks the weather front moving our direction. "If we slab it and don't waste our time, we may get to Brent and the lake before the storm does...maybe even find a hotel" < something he can laugh at now :lol3 (maybe)

The sun rose higher to our right as we carried north toward the border.

Bridges by the 1000 islands area. Getting closer :D

Nope...No alcohol, tobacco or firearms. Don't look in this case for the flask of whisky, pipe tobacco and pepperspray. Uhhhh THANKS! moving right along.

Nice to be back. Think I'll return again in the future :nod

A silly sky tower to look out over the border region along the river.

Beard really wanted to ride a Harley so he made his bike feel like one.

OH YEAHHHH

I wonder if a cross Canadian bicycle trip is in my future someday? Perhaps.

We cruise up Hwy 17 and turn onto the Brent Rd. Stops at Tim Hortons for coffee , donuts and wifi show the storm front moving in. It doesn't look good for a dry night in the sticks. We pause at the ranger station for our permits and the dude tells us there are free sites at Wendigo Lake 18km down the dirt road. Off we go!

It starts to sprinkle. I can almost hear Beard grumbling in his helmet ahead of me.

Just after a kickin' water crossing (sorry I was too busy riding and splashing around)

We make it to "camp" and survey the water. It is raining now and the nearest hotel is $100 and about an hour and half away.

Beard is not impressed by my hammock/poncho shelter but we make the best of a Jamaican Jerk Chicken meal as the rain falls.

60 and raining is my favorite weather. Beard...not so much.

But this warms our bellies and the mood turns as the sky darkens. I owe him one for making him sleep in the wet and pack up wet gear in the morning.

Give and Take.

The sound of the loons and the rain on the hammock fly whisk me to sleep. Tomorrow we paddle!